Bai Wenjing's heart sank when she thought about it. There was no man who was so petty. Not only did he get angry for no reason, but he was also angry for two days in a row.
Therefore, Bai Wenjing stopped smiling at the man and started to cook her own hotpot.
The fresh beef rolls were boiled in a small boiling pot for three to five times, and they could be taken out. Even if there was no chili, when it was stuffed into the sauce bowl and covered with thick sesame sauce, it was still fragrant, smooth, and delicious when it entered the mouth.
Bai Wenjing's mood improved a lot, perhaps because she had just eaten something she liked.
Pregnant women shouldn't be sulking, right?
Seeing Bai Wenjing ignore him, Xue Changan also came to his senses.
What was he doing? Was he angry at his wife?
How could he be so foolish?
